Chapter 20 Internship
◎Who is her lover?◎
Before Ji Jinmao took any action, the final exams were over and students from Hunan Public Security University were leaving the school one after another.
Zhang Yalan used all her strength to persuade Zhao Xiangwan to come home for dinner. In the old house of the Engineering Bureau, Yuan Dongmei prepared a sumptuous meal, five dishes and a soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, and the aroma was fragrant.
Zhang Yalan placed a can of honey-flavored drink in front of Zhao Xiangwan, raised the drink in her hand, and her eyes were full of gratitude: "Xiangwan, thank you very much, let's be good friends for life?"
Zhao Xiangwan received her heartfelt gratitude, opened the can, and after a "slurp" sound, he raised the drink in his hand and smiled: "Okay."
Yuan Dongmei's smile was full of love and trust. She put a big chicken drumstick into Zhao Xiangwan's bowl and said, "Xiangwan, thank you. Come back with Yalan to eat on weekends. Auntie will cook whatever you want. Just treat it like your own home."
After the divorce, Yuan Dongmei was in a state of panic for a while, but gradually, because "she had enough food and was not worried", she began to adapt to this carefree single life.
She gets up in the morning to clean the house, cooks a bowl of noodles for herself, then goes out to buy groceries. When she comes back, she cooks and tidies up. In her free time, she uses a crochet hook to crochet sofa towels, refrigerator cloths, and slippers. There are many handmade works of hers piled up in the house.
After the neighbors learned about the situation, they all felt sympathy for Yuan Dongmei and came to visit, comfort and encourage her from time to time. They had all lived in the same community for more than ten years, and Yuan Dongmei felt warm in her heart because of their kindness. She gave her handmade works as gifts, and the neighbors became friendly and happy.
Yuan Dongmei was grateful to Zhao Xiangwan from the bottom of her heart.
If Zhao Xiangwan had not supported her gently and firmly, encouraged her to fight bravely for the benefits she deserved, and brought in teachers, police, and lawyers to help her and resolve her worries, she would probably still be obsessed with her mistakes.
Thinking of this, Yuan Dongmei smiled and picked up another piece of fried fish and a meatball for Zhao Xiangwan... She didn't stop until Zhao Xiangwan's bowl was full and there was no more room.
Under Yuan Dongmei's eager gaze, Zhao Xiangwan ate until her belly was full. She burped and put down her chopsticks: "Auntie, you're welcome..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Zhang Shihu's voice came from outside the house: "Dongmei, Dongmei, open the door!"
Yuan Dongmei heard Zhang Shihu's voice and subconsciously looked at Zhang Yalan. Zhang Yalan stood up suddenly, without fear: "He still has the nerve to come back? I'll go open the door!"
Zhang Yalan opened the door and Zhao Xiangwan stood side by side with her.
Behind Zhang Shihu stood several neighbors, all of whom had heard the noise and came out to see the excitement.
As soon as Zhang Shihu saw Zhang Yalan and Zhao Xiangwan, his face became gloomy and he cursed, but he did not take any action.
The neighbors were talking about it.
"What are you doing here after getting divorced?"
"You don't want such a good wife like Yuan Dongmei, you must be blinded by shit!"
"It's wrong to break up a good family like this."
Zhang Yalan sneered: "Dad, why are you here in such a cold weather instead of accompanying your son?"
Zhang Shihu looked up at Zhang Yalan, his voice much gentler than usual: "Let your mother come out, I want to talk to her."
[Damn it, I knew that bitches are unreliable. That bitch Liu Liju actually ran away with my money! Whose child is the one in her belly? Is it not mine? This is fucking bullshit! I was so devoted to her that I spent a house and 50,000 yuan to get a divorce. I was going to marry her and live with her, but she ran away! ]
Zhao Xiangwan nodded secretly after hearing what Zhang Shihu was thinking. Liu Liju was afraid that the child would be found to be not Zhang Shihu's after birth, so she simply took the opportunity to run away with the money. Now Zhang Shihu has lost both his money and his life, he deserves it!
Zhang Yalan shook her head: "Tell me what's going on. My mother doesn't want to see you."
Zhang Shihu's face flushed, he coughed a few times, and finally he put down his airs and said, "Well, I was wrong to hit your mother before, and I promise I won't do it again in the future."
Liu Liju took away all his savings, the two new houses were not yet in hand, the project had an accident and was ordered to be rectified, and he did not receive a penny of bonus this month. All kinds of misfortunes piled up together, and Zhang Shihu felt that he had been unlucky since his divorce.
When people are in adversity, they will always try to pray to God. Zhang Shihu found a fortune teller, who told him that Yuan Dongmei was his benefactor, and that the reason why he was able to become a project manager from a small construction worker and make a fortune was because of the help of the benefactor. Now that he is getting divorced and driving the benefactor away, naturally everything will go wrong.
After hearing what the master said, Zhang Shihu lowered his head.
"Ya Lan, I was wrong before, you and your mother please forgive me. I now know that women out there are all hypocritical, and only married couples can show true love in times of trouble. You are my daughter, I raised you until you were 18 years old, even if I feel a little regretful because you are not a son, but I have never lacked food and clothing for you, I carried you everywhere when you were a child, I also treated you to a feast when you were admitted to university, and praised you to everyone I met. Everyone makes mistakes, now I know I was wrong, please forgive daddy."
Zhang Yalan really couldn't control herself and laughed out loud three times towards the sky.
"Hahaha!"
"Why? When you were rich, you were so proud of yourself that you complained that my mother only knew how to do housework and that I was a useless daughter. Now that you have suffered setbacks outside, you start to remember the good points of me and my mother?"
A pair of warm hands stroked Zhang Yalan's head, and Yuan Dongmei said softly, "Yalan, Mom will listen to you. We will ignore him."
Seeing Yuan Dongmei finally showed up, Zhang Shihu was ashamed: "Dongmei, Dongmei, we have been married for 20 years, please don't be so heartless. I have admitted my fault, let's live together in the future."
Yuan Dongmei shook her head: "Zhang Shihu, don't come to me again in the future."
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear and had the agility unique to a young girl, just like the flow of a stream, quiet and leisurely.
"Zhang Shihu, once you've done something, you have to admit it."
Zhang Shihu stared at Zhao Xiangwan blankly for a second, then suddenly became furious.
He jumped up, pointed his right hand at Zhao Xiangwan, and cursed: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If you hadn't said something about paternity test, Liu Liju wouldn't have run away; if you hadn't instigated it, my wife wouldn't have divorced me. You are so young and naughty, you keep meddling in other people's affairs all day long, you will get what you deserve!"
Zhao Xiangwan was neither angry nor resentful: "Aren't you the one who is being punished?"
Her eyes were so clear that they reflected Zhang Shihu's dirty heart. Thinking of the master's comments, Zhang Shihu felt cold all over.
A northern wind blew in from the stairwell on the first floor and blew into Zhang Shihu's neck. He shivered and his teeth chattered.
Some mistakes can't be undone.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhao Xiangwan reported to the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Xing City Public Security Bureau to start her winter vacation internship.
He Mingyu took Zhao Xiangwan to the logistics support department to pick up the uniform and said happily, "Zhao Xiangwan, I'm so happy to know you're coming for an internship! You made a contribution in the last case of the decapitated female corpse, so Captain Xu applied for an internship and prepared a full set of uniforms for you, waiting for you to come and pick them up."
Wearing a light green shirt, dark blue tie, and olive green single-breasted suit, Zhao Xiangwan looks dashing and eye-catching in his winter clothes.
The office building of Xing City Public Security Bureau has a total of seven floors, with a double-sided corridor layout. The 1.5-meter-wide corridor in the middle has windows for natural light only at the east and west ends, making it a bit dark.
As the two female police officers walked to the serious crime unit office on the second floor, they heard Xu Songling's loud voice coming from the opposite side.
"Go check! Go ask! I don't believe that we can't find the deceased's lover!"
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at He Mingyu, who smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if you are lucky or not. When I first started my internship, our team received a homicide case. The identity of the deceased has been confirmed, but the man she was with is still unknown."
As they talked, He Mingyu led Zhao Xiangwan into the office of the Serious Case Unit.
The office is about 20 square meters. The Serious Case Team has connected two of them, giving them a wide view. Seven desks are placed randomly, with stationery, documents, and personal belongings scattered all over the desks. With the simple decoration and tough metal cabinets, the office has a kind of wild beauty.
Zhao Xiangwan's slender figure stepped into the office. Xu Songling, who was scolding someone, saw her out of the corner of his eye and quickly turned his head. His cold expression softened a little and he waved at her: "Come on, Zhao Xiangwan, say hello to everyone."
Zhao Xiangwan stood with a smile: "Hello, everyone."
"Hello, Zhao Xiangwan."
"Junior sister, you are finally here!"
"That's great. With Zhao Xiangwan here, we won't have to worry about this case not being solved."
Everyone cheered amidst warm applause.
Zhu Feipeng raised his eyebrows excitedly: "Little Junior Sister, you're here for the best. It's time to use you." I took a week off and sorted out a week's worth of files. I was extremely bored. Finally, a big case came up, but I didn't have any clues. Zhao Xiangwan's arrival was just the right time and ingenious.
Xu Songling didn't bother to be polite and pointed to a bare desk by the window: "That's your desk, just use it for now. But... I guess you don't have time to sit down, so you can go to Tianranju Hotel with He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng to investigate this morning."
"Yes!" Zhao Xiangwan, He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng responded loudly at the same time.
"Liu Liangju, Ai Hui and his team will go to Weng Pingfang's unit to investigate."
"yes!"
"Huang Yuande and Zhu Kang will lead a team to investigate at Weng Pingfang's home."
"yes!"
After arranging the six members of the team, Xu Songling picked up a file and handed it to Zhao Xiangwan: "Take ten minutes to familiarize yourself with the case first, and then let He Mingyu give you a detailed introduction on the way."
They were all acquaintances. They had solved cases, drank and eaten together. They were comrades who had come out of the trenches, so there was no need for so much false courtesy. Zhao Xiangwan put the belongings he brought with him on his desk, and then went out with He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng.
The case occurred at the Tianranju Hotel three days ago, on January 11, 1992.
A young woman named Weng Pingfang was strangled to death in room 2108 of the hotel. She had had sex before her death. There were signs of struggle at the scene, and the strangulation marks on her neck were clear. Judging from the marks, the murderer wore cotton gloves and left no fingerprints. Fingerprints were left on the water cup, and hair was collected on the bed and pillow. Because there were many hotel staff in and out when the deceased was found, the footprints at the scene were severely damaged and could not be collected.
The deceased was wearing gold earrings and a gold necklace, and the valuables in the backpack left at the scene were not lost.
While driving to the hotel, He Mingyu supplemented the situation with some disdain.
"Weng Pingfang originally had a rural household registration. After being introduced by someone, she married Pan Guoqing, a salesperson at the Provincial Construction Machinery Factory, and moved to the city. She worked as a waitress in a coffee shop in the east of the city. Because she was beautiful and sweet-talking, she was quite popular with men. Her husband Pan Guoqing was often out on business and was away from home for a long time. He was only at home more during the Chinese New Year. This woman, when her husband was not at home, went out every week and ran dozens of miles to get a room at a hotel in the west of the city. What could she do? She must have found a lover."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Do you book a room at the Tianranju Hotel every week?"
He Mingyu snorted, "Yes, it's clearly written on the hotel check-in list. There are always two or three times a month. They come on Saturday nights and leave early the next morning. Weng Pingfang is very cautious. She knows that what she does is not allowed to be seen in public. She always comes and goes alone. She never chats with the hotel staff or calls to order food. She usually makes reservations by phone, and when she arrives, she goes to the front desk to get the room card and goes in. She never comes out again."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Have you asked Weng Pingfang's friends and colleagues who her lover is?"
He Mingyu shook her head: "Weng Pingfang is very tight-lipped and has never told anyone that she has a lover."
"Does her lover know?"
"I don't know. When we notified Pan Guoqing to come and identify the body, his grief and shock didn't seem to be an act. He had been away from home for a long time and didn't know his wife had cheated on him."
"Is it possible that lovers are not fixed?"
He Mingyu frowned, "Not fixed? Weng Pingfang's private life shouldn't be so chaotic, right? Although her husband is not at home for a long time, I heard that he makes a lot of money and loves her very much. His salary passbook, funds and commissions are all given to her to manage. He shouldn't be so lonely, right?"
Zhu Feipeng interrupted while driving: "It's so regular and so cautious. I'm afraid that the lover that Weng Pingfang found is of a high status and dare not let others know. I have encountered many cases of murders for love. Generally, lonely men and women who have a one-night stand will not be so cautious."
He Mingyu said, "Yes, I felt that way when I checked the check-in list and asked the hotel staff. But after asking around, the hotel staff all said they hadn't seen that man. Captain Xu asked you to go with us this time, probably to see if there are any clues that we've missed."
By checking the hotel's check-in list, investigating Weng Pingfang's work unit and family situation, and summarizing the feedback, the final question all came down to who was the last man Weng Pingfang saw before her death.
Zhao Xiangwan: "Has the hotel done personnel registration?"
He Mingyu: "We did it, but we only registered Weng Pingfang's information."
Zhao Xiangwan: "None of the hotel staff have ever met Weng Pingfang's lover?"
He Mingyu: "The hotel staff didn't know."
Zhao Xiangwan: "Have you asked the cleaner?"
He Mingyu: "The cleaner in charge of the second floor knows nothing."
Zhao Xiangwan found it unbelievable: "A customer who had stayed at the hotel for nearly two years died in the hotel, and the hotel staff didn't even know about it?"
He Mingyu also felt the same way: "I asked everyone one by one, but they all said they didn't know. It's strange."
Zhu Feipeng: "Let's ask them one by one this time to see if we can find any clues. I don't believe he can be invisible! How can he sneak into the hotel, take advantage of everyone, kill someone and then leave?"
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Is the man who had a private date with Weng Pingfang necessarily the murderer?"
Zhu Feipeng drove steadily: "There is no financial loss, so it is obviously not a robbery and murder; the deceased has a cheerful personality and does not argue with others, so the possibility of revenge killing is small; the hotel staff is simple, and no one cares about anyone after the door is closed, so the possibility of passion killing is small; after eliminating these possibilities, the possibility of passion killing is very high. Therefore, the man who dated the deceased is the biggest suspect at present."
Three people came to the hotel.
Tianranju Hotel is located in the west of the city. Although it is far from the city center, it usually does good business because it is adjacent to Guanxi Avenue in the south and backed by Luoxia Mountain. It has convenient transportation, fresh air and beautiful environment.
After entering the month of Ramsar, there were few tourists in Luoxia Mountain, and the hotel business was relatively quiet. Three days ago, a murder occurred, and Tianranju Hotel's manager Wei felt that he was unlucky. Seeing that the police came to question and collect evidence again, his attitude was somewhat perfunctory. He led Zhu Feipeng and the other two into the manager's office and answered questions perfunctorily.
"Comrade police officer, I don't know either."
"We only registered one person's ID information, and we can't control whether there are visitors or not."
"It was only when the waiter was cleaning the room that he found someone dead in the bed. We called the police right away. As for the investigation... we still have to rely on the Public Security Bureau."
[Over and over again, the police have asked the same questions countless times, and they still ask. If I knew who the murderer was, I would have told him long ago, why would I wait until now! It's really bad luck that someone died in the hotel, you are the police, go investigate the case, don't harass us anymore. If the police come to the door every other day, can the hotel still do business? ]
The hotel is a welcoming business, and what it needs is service and reputation. Zhao Xiangwan, who worked in a county hotel during the winter and summer vacations in high school, is very clear about this. Manager Wei's attitude towards the police's inquiries was so uncooperative, mainly because he was worried about affecting the hotel's business.
After communicating with Manager Wei for half an hour, I still got nothing. No one knew who the visitor was, what his characteristics were, when he came, or when he left.
He Mingyu closed the notebook and looked at Manager Wei seriously: "Manager Wei, please provide us with the duty roster at the time of the incident. We need to meet all the front desk staff, room service, cleaning staff, restaurant staff... again."
Manager Wei's expression is indescribable.
[Damn, these policemen only know how to ask, ask, ask! What can they get out of this? Weng Pingfang is a frequent guest of our hotel. She comes every weekend to book a room to date her lover. The front desk staff all know her. I have also heard the staff talk about the man she has a secret meeting with. Every time, he comes at 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening and leaves around 10 o'clock. He moves evasively and evasively, like a thief.
But can we tell everyone about this? Our hotel is located in a remote area and close to Luoxia Mountain. Lovers often meet here secretly, and women who do sex work often bring men here. If they knew that our hotel is a place of prostitution, the anti-prostitution team of the Chengxi Police Station would be the first to come. Will they still do business in the future? The boss called us and told us to shut up. We could only keep silent and say nothing. Once this storm is over, the Public Security Bureau will treat it as an unsolved case and everything will return to normal. 】
Zhao Xiangwan stood quietly aside, listening to what Manager Wei was thinking, while watching He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng asking questions one by one against the duty list, fearing that no one would slip through the net.
A check of the accommodation records clearly showed that Weng Pingfang was a regular guest and her stays were very regular. However, because the hotel owner and health manager had given strict orders, the employees dared not say anything, so the information obtained was all useless clichés.
"Weng Pingfang usually comes in the afternoon, sleeps overnight and leaves the next morning. She is pretty, speaks softly and gently, but she never chats with us waiters, and we don't know her well."
"I don't know if there are any visitors. There are so many people coming into the hotel every day, men, women, young and old. How can we tell who is the person she wants to see?"
"I told you last time that I am only responsible for cleaning the guest rooms, starting at 9am and 3pm every day. I can only open the door with the room card after confirming that the guest has left. I will never go in casually. I was scared to death when I found someone dead in the guest room. I don't know the things you asked."
Seeing Zhu Feipeng rubbing his brows with his hands, and wanting to end the questioning in an irritable mood, Zhao Xiangwan said softly: "Brother, let me ask?"
Zhu Feipeng immediately perked up and handed the notebook in his hand to Zhao Xiangwan: "Okay, you do it!"
Zhao Xiangwan took the notebook, spread it out on his knees, unscrewed the pen cap with his right hand, and wrote the first name.
——Manager Wei.
"When we set out today, we met Yang, a reporter from the Xingshi Daily's legal special edition. He asked us if there were any bizarre cases recently."
Zhao Xiangwan seemed to be chatting about family matters, and Zhu Feipeng was confused. Have we met reporter Yang? When did it happen?
Reporters! Manager Wei was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and said hurriedly, "The case hasn't been solved yet, why are there reporters asking about it?"
"Reporters have to eat too."
Zhao Xiangwan didn't look up at her. He still looked down at the notebook, writing a line of words to himself with a dull expression.
"A frequent hotel guest who checked into the hotel 83 times in two years. The hotel staff didn't even know who the man she was having an affair with was. Who would believe it if they told others about it? If you are not willing to cooperate with us, why not let reporter Yang come and report it?"
Zhao Xiangwan spoke threatening words calmly. Manager Wei felt uneasy and stretched his neck to see what she wrote in the notebook.
Zhao Xiangwan seemed to have telepathic perception. He quickly covered the notebook with his left hand, raised his head and looked at Manager Wei seriously: "We have rules and keep it confidential!"
Manager Wei was struggling with his thoughts, his expression was a little tangled. The policewoman in front of him looked young, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful. She caught his soft spot with just one sentence!
Cooperate with the police, or there will be the danger of exposing the hotel's involvement in prostitution; but if you don't cooperate with the police, what if they get upset and leak the secret to the reporters who are eager to make the matter bigger and bigger? Then when the reporters come and report it, the hotel will be completely finished!
Those prostitutes who often came to the hotel to entertain guests disappeared overnight. The income from these regular customers accounted for 20% of the hotel's total annual revenue, plus they could still make a little money privately... the loss was too great.
Manager Wei thought about it for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I have to discuss this with the boss first."
Zhao Xiangwan certainly knew what he was thinking, but she didn't show it and nodded slightly.
As soon as Manager Wei left, Zhu Feipeng approached her and curiously tried to pull her hand away from the notebook.
Zhao Xiangwan reacted quickly by moving his hands to the right, moving the notebook two inches away, and glanced at Zhu Feipeng.
There was a hint of coldness in her eyes. Zhu Feipeng withdrew his hand awkwardly and scratched his head. "Junior Sister is good in every other aspect except this... She is too serious and hard to get close to."
He Mingyu bent down and asked softly, "What did you write?"
Zhao Xiangwan moved his hand away from the notebook, revealing a line of beautiful handwriting on it.
——Collective lying.
He Mingyu's mouth formed an O shape: "So, they were all lying?"
Zhao Xiangwan hummed, "Manager Wei's eyes flickered, and the employees below would subconsciously look at him when answering questions. From time to time, they would touch their noses or bite their lips. These are all micro-expressions when they are lying."
The corner of his mouth tilted towards □□, and Zhu Feipeng subconsciously tilted his nose.
Zhao Xiangwan added: "A crooked nose indicates distrust."
Zhu Feipeng pinched his nose involuntarily.
Zhao Xiangwan: "Pinching the nose is usually to cover up the inner confusion."
He Mingyu saw it clearly from the side, raised his hand and patted Zhu Feipeng on the arm: "Haven't you ever seen Zhao Xiangwan's ability? How dare you not believe it!"
Zhu Feipeng finally reacted and said seriously: "No, no, no, I believe it." Then he slapped his thigh and said: "Great~ They dared to lie collectively? If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!"
The entire serious crime team was busy with this case, but they didn't expect that the hotel manager and employees were all lying. He Mingyu was furious: "Huh! They actually wanted to hide the truth. There must be something wrong with the hotel!"
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at He Mingyu and nodded gently: "When I just sorted out the hotel's guest list for the past six months, I found that many of them were regular customers, all young women. There is a sign advertising the hourly room business hanging at the door of the hotel. Did you notice it?"
After hearing this, what else did He Mingyu not understand? She gritted her teeth and said, "Prostitute? Okay, I'll go back and tell the anti-prostitution team to clean up this hotel!"
Zhu Feipeng was also an experienced criminal policeman, so he understood immediately. He rubbed his hands, and his expression showed some excitement that he couldn't suppress: "Collective lying? I'll teach them a lesson!"
There was a noise at the door. Zhao Xiangwan raised a finger, put it to his lips, and gave a look to He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng.
The two nodded slightly and kept silent. No matter whether Weng Pingfang dated one or more lovers every week, the most important thing was to find out the man she had seen before her death. As for giving credit to the anti-pornography team? Let's talk about it after the case is solved.
The door was pushed open and Manager Wei walked in with a cell phone.
He smiled and became very attentive, completely different from his previous attitude: "If the three officers have anything to ask, just ask. I promise to cooperate. I just hope... that this matter can be kept confidential and that the fact that a murder occurred in our hotel should not be disclosed to the reporters."
Zhu Feipeng and He Mingyu looked at Zhao Xiangwan at the same time.
Although Zhao Xiangwan is just an intern and only 18 years old, she somehow has a calm and resolute temperament that makes people believe in her.
Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and looked at Manager Wei, with a half-smile on his face: "If you had cooperated earlier, there would be no need for this."
She promised to keep it a secret nor refused outright, which made Manager Wei a little nervous. He neither quickly said to the employees standing in the corridor waiting for the police to question them: "You must cooperate with the police to solve the case. No more secrets are allowed! Tell us what you have and tell us what you know. Employees who provide important clues will receive an extra 10% bonus this month."
The hotel employees looked at each other, seeming a little hesitant.
[Didn't the manager just tell us not to reveal any customer information? ]
[Is this true? Can I get a reward for providing clues? ]
[You're not just pretending in front of the police, are you? Should I tell you or not?]
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at the duty roster and called out the names in a concise and forceful manner: "If you have something to say, please say it. Don't hide anything."
Zhao Xiangwan's expression was serious and his eyes were sharp. The hotel employees were worried, and since their leader had spoken, they naturally had no more secrets.
"Weng Pingfang usually comes to stay overnight on Saturdays, but she comes less often in May, August and during the Chinese New Year. She only brings a small bag with her every time she comes, and no change of clothes."
"It was Weng Pingfang who used her ID card to book the room. The man never registered at the front desk. However... we secretly noticed that he was a middle-aged man dressed very elegantly."
"Yes, it's always been that one. I've run into him a few times in the corridor when I was cleaning the rooms. He was wearing a hat and his collar was turned up, so I couldn't see his face very clearly. He must be quite old and very impressive."
"Weng Pingfang comes here often, and everyone is familiar with her. Although she usually ignores people with a cold face, we are also curious and want to know who the man she is dating is. If he is a decent person, who would only meet in the hotel for such a long time? It must be an underground affair. Sister Cui, the cleaning lady, has met that man, and I have seen him a few times. He is in his forties, tall, with long arms and legs, well-dressed, and very clean."
"That man is obviously an official. Oh, by the way, one time when I was delivering food to the second floor, I happened to see Weng Pingfang opening the door to welcome him in. She immediately gave him a hug. She was so affectionate, wow."
"As for the appearance..."
"He covered his face very carefully. I only saw his eyes. They were long and the corners of his eyes were tilted upwards. He looked very stern when he looked at people. I didn't dare to look at him for too long."
"I've seen his forehead. It's broad. You can tell at a glance that he's a smart man."
"Her lips are a bit thin, and she often purses them when she's not talking. She looks unapproachable."
The waiters spoke in quick succession, but unfortunately, their descriptions were fragmentary and could not form a complete portrait.
Zhao Xiangwan and the other two looked at each other.
He Mingyu sighed: "No one has ever seen that person's entire face. Even the best portrait artist can't draw it based on these fragmented descriptions."
Zhu Feipeng spread his hands, feeling that the situation was a bit tricky: "Don't mention it. Our provincial department doesn't even have the position of portrait painter. Last year, Captain Xu went to Shandong Province for a meeting and exchange. He saw that their provincial department had established a criminal technology center with a dedicated person engaged in criminal portrait work, which was very helpful in assisting in solving cases. After returning, he reported to the leadership and hoped that our bureau would also recruit a portrait painter, but the bureau did not agree, saying that our provincial public security university did not offer a criminal portrait major and such talents were scarce."
Zhao Xiangwan and two other people returned to the bureau with their investigation results.
After listening to their report, Xu Songling's eyebrows were twisted into a line: "Tall, narrow eyes, upturned eyes, a sense of majesty, broad forehead, thin lips... There are no particularly prominent facial features, how to find someone?"
The serious crime team was having a headache when Deputy Director Peng Kang, who was in charge of criminal cases, walked into the office with a jubilant look on his face: "Old Xu, I have good news for you!"
Xu Songling: "What good news?"
Peng Kang laughed: "Didn't you always tell me that you wanted to recruit a criminal portrait artist in the bureau? I will assign one to your Serious Crime Unit 1 right now!"
Xu Songling was so surprised that he fell asleep on the pillow. He didn't think about why he was assigned to the Serious Case Unit instead of the overall team. He grabbed Peng Kang's hand and shook it excitedly: "Great! Great! We were just worrying about how to find Weng Pingfang's lover. Director Peng, this is really a timely relief."
Peng Kang pulled his hand back vigorously and coughed: "Well... the other party has a condition."
Xu Songling now only wanted the portrait painter to be in place immediately, and said nonchalantly: "No matter what the conditions are, as long as he is willing to come, I will agree."
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